When I say I'm fine,
I'm living with thorns like porcupine,
Having sweetness inside but Imma'pple with pine,
A caged bird with declined happiness,
And a light dwelling with darkness
Lemme stay in desolation
I don't want hugs or words of consolation
My life seems like contradiction,
But I know Life is a competition
No sympathy or kindness,
Just have to fight my own damnation!
Sometimes, I felt like running under a running trailer,
B'cause I couldn't protect my happiness, I'mma failed jailer,
Walking in this desolation, I couldn't find my inhaler,
Killin me is loneliness,
Because it's a bloodsucker!
I thought I had sweet solo Smiles
But I'm suffering from miles,
No one knows that my Smiles are guiles,
In me, I'm walking in Corny thorny aisles,
Hoping to see lightning light at the isle,
But I'm dying in moody mood of imagination.
While carrying my crooked cross,
I have my humane liquor liquidating my pains,
Filling my heart with sweetness of obliteration,
And my dear soul is encaged in desolation and annihilation.
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